1080 Last resort
Can you really lift this sword just by exercising your strength
Seeing Li Fan sitting there thinking hard, Long Nu also secretly wiped away the cold sweat.
It's incredible... It was obviously a trick on him, but he actually lifted it twenty times... If he keeps exercising like this, I'm afraid he will be trained sooner or later after a hundred times, right
So Long Nu quickly set a deadline of ten days, so there would be no problem!
And when she saw Li Fan sitting there cross-legged, she snickered in her heart. Is this kid really giving up
Li Fan crossed his legs, sat on the ground, and looked at the Shang Fang sword in front of him.
A sword that looks simple has no luster at all when no force is exerted on it. What is the difference between Wang Luo and myself? Why can Wang Luo use it easily but I can't
Li Fan seemed to be thinking of something, mental power
"Lao Yang, come out."
Li Fan called silently in his heart, and a figure sat next to him.
Mr. Yang was still wearing a black gentleman's uniform today and looked at Li Fan with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Lao Yang? What is this name?"
"What a kind name."
Li Fan was speaking mentally, and he knew that Long Nu couldn't hear him, let alone see him!
"Are you worried about this sword?"
Mr. Yang seemed to know what Li Fan was worried about, "I can indeed help you, but is this what you really want?"
"Huh? There's something wrong with you today."
Li Fan raised his eyebrows, "You have never spoken like this before. You always advised me to obey my heart."
"I used to be the darkest side in your heart, but now you and I have merged, and I no longer need to remind you to obey your heart. Now, my mission is to ensure that you can survive."
"Don't worry, as long as I understand this sword, I can live well!"
Li Fan stared at the Shang Fang sword in front of him.
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
"Yes, that's why I need your help."
Li Fan tapped the sword lightly with his fingers, "Let me communicate spiritually with it, Lao Yang."
"Okay, but this sword has very strong spiritual power, so be careful."
Mr. Yang reminded Li Fan again, "You have to be more careful in the future. I don't have the energy to remind you anymore. My remaining phantom has come to an end."
"What do you mean it's over?"
"You should understand."
Mr. Yang looked at Li Fan with a little expectation in his eyes, "I am indeed Mr. Yang. It is a little bit of his spiritual power that is stored in your brain. I see potential in you, and I hope you can inherit mine. Will can truly change the world. However, you are getting stronger and stronger, and I am getting weaker and weaker. Now, it’s time for me to leave. Your mental power is still a unique form. Think about it for yourself. In what form should it exist..."
While talking, Mr. Yang took Li Fan's hand and pressed it on the scabbard.
"Li Fan, you must live..."
Mr. Yang's figure slowly disappeared, and a white light flashed in front of Li Fan. In the blink of an eye, he entered an illusory world.
The world is like a court. Under Li Fan's feet is a huge circular stone brick space with a dragon-shaped pattern, and there are statues one after another around it. Each one is a hundred meters high, towering into the clouds. Straight to the cloud.
Each statue holds a big sword in its hand, which is magnificent and arrogant.
The appearance of one of the statues attracted Li Fan's attention. Isn't this Wang Luo
It seems that all the statues here are the former users of Shang Fang's sword
"Mortal, why are you here?"
A deep voice rang out, soothing Li Fan's eardrums.
"Everyone, I'm here to negotiate."
Li Fan raised his voice and said to these statues.
"Negotiation? What qualifications do you have?"
"Everyone, you are too uncool."
With a smile on his face and arms folded, Li Fan stood among these statues without feeling any pressure at all.
"I'm your heir. This guy chose me. Why, say something."
Li Fan pointed at Wang Luo.
"Li Fan... This is the sacred sword tomb, not a place where you can be arrogant."
"Ah, are you speaking seriously today?"
Li Fan looked at him in surprise, "Did you become serious after you died?"
"Enough! Get out of this place! You are not welcome here! Wang Luo is a stupid guy. He actually chose you as his heir. We will not recognize you!"
"Yes!"
"Get out!"
The roars around him grew louder and louder, but Li Fan smiled instead.
"It seems that my estimate is right. The reason why I can't use Shang Fang's sword is because of you damn ghosts."
"That's right, the power of this sword belongs to us, and we won't share any of it with you, do you understand?"
"Yeah, I can't use this sword as long as you are here."
Li Fan moved his body, "So I came in to kill you."
"You, what did you say? Arrogant human being!"
"Why, your hearing won't work well after you die?"
Li Fan mocked unceremoniously, "Don't talk nonsense, I want to see who dares to stop me today! If a god stands in the way of a god of death, if a Buddha stands in the way of a **!"
"Stupid! This is the Sword Tomb, the spiritual world, what are you using to fight against us!"
These heroic spirits of Shangfang Sword were all dismissive.
"Lao Yang is dead, but he still left me a little legacy."
Li Fan said, stretching out his right hand.
A black sword slowly condensed in front of him, and he held it in his hand.
"My spiritual power cannot be used together with the true energy. Therefore, the spiritual power is separated. Usually it appears in the form of Mr. Yang, but today, I define it with the extraordinary sword!"
With that said, Li Fan stretched out his hand and flicked the extraordinary sword.
This is the spiritual world, and his spiritual power is strong enough to destroy these bastards!
The Bufan Sword trembled as it was hit by the bullet.
"What are you going to do, bastard..."
The scolding of the heroic spirit sounded, and a black thunderbolt had already bounced out of Li Fan's sword and struck a statue of the heroic spirit.
"Boom!"
The statue immediately collapsed, and the stones continued to fall, falling into the endless abyss.
"Stop, stop! You are crazy!"
"Stop it, you stupid guy!"
The heroic spirits roared angrily.
"Nineteen more."
Li Fan counted the statues and said, "Don't be anxious, everyone has a share, let's take our time."
With that said, Li Fan fired another thunderbolt and smashed the next statue of a heroic spirit.
"You, what are you doing! These are the heroic spirits who have protected China!"
A heroic spirit roared angrily.